Joseph E. Judd
March 21, 1955 ~ December 2, 2023
Born in:
Stoughton, Wisconsin
Resided in:
Fargo, North Dakota
Joseph Edward Judd was born on March 21, 1955, and entered into eternal life on December 2, 2023, in his home under the care of Fargo Sanford Home Hospice and his family.
Joe was born in Stoughton, WI, to George and Marybelle (Brown) Judd. Later, during his childhood, his family moved to Williston, ND, where he graduated high school in 1973. Joe worked odd jobs growing up, including dog breeding and helping his father in the bee yards. He attended UND, Williston Center, getting an Associate of Arts in Business Administration in 1976. In 1980, he completed Police Basic Training at the Law Enforcement Training Center at the Bismarck Junior College. He was a police officer in Williston from 1979-1982, where he made lifelong friends he kept in touch with years later. In 1991, after attending Moorhead State University and the UND School of Law, he graduated with his law degree. Being a prosecutor was always more than what he did for a living, it made him who he was, according to him. Over the years in law, he worked in numerous counties, living and enjoying life all over Minnesota. During his downtime, he enjoyed hunting and fishing with friends, spending holidays with his family, and traveling around the US, maybe catching a Green Bay Packers game! After retirement from the law in 2012, he wanted to stay busy, getting his fingers in a little bit of everything, including being a bank teller, cashier, certified nursing assistant, and at Thrifty White, delivering meds for patients, all while living in Alexandria, MN. Along with keeping up with his dream of hunting every North American predator, he got all of them except for his badger. While visiting his home, you could see all his trophies, which hung on his walls as rugs to enjoy.
During the last months of his life, while his health was failing, he moved to Fargo, ND, to be closer to family and his doctors. He never missed a day at the gym while trying to stay strong. Spent time with family on the weekends watching football, sharing his favorite recipes, and talking about his life experiences and the friends that he spent them with.
Joe is survived by his nieces: Angie (Tom) Milner of West Fargo, ND, Chrissy (Tony) Drake of Valley City, ND, and Liz (Sean) Byrne of Cleveland, OH. Great nieces: Tyana Judd of Fargo, ND, and Amara Judd-Drake of Valley City, ND. His sister-in-law, Sue (Ralph Dyrness) Judd-Dyrness of Valley City, ND.
He is preceded in Death by his parents, George (2001) and Marybelle (1976) Judd, his brother, George “Chumley” Judd Jr (2015)., and his infant sister, Debbie Judd (1966).
In lieu of flowers, please send memorials to Fargo Sanford Home Hospice or a wildlife preserve of your choosing in honor of Joe.
There will be a celebration of life at 4 PM Friday, May 24, 2024, at Boulger Funeral Home in Fargo, ND – with a gathering beginning at 3 PM. His family will then bring him back to Williston, ND, for a private burial to be with his parents and sister.
Services
Celebration of Life - Friday: May 24, 2024 4:00 pm
Boulger Funeral Home and Celebration of Life Center
123 10th Street S.
Fargo, North Dakota 58103
701-237-6441
www.boulgerfuneralhome.com
Gathering of Family and Friends: May 24, 2024 3:00 pm - 4:00 pm
Boulger Funeral Home and Celebration of Life Center
123 10th Street S.
Fargo, North Dakota 58103
701-237-6441
www.boulgerfuneralhome.com
Joe was a great guy, a hard-working prosecutor, and a terrific story-teller. We all enjoyed working with him at the Polk County Attorney’s Office in Crookston, MN, and were sad to see him move on to the next chapter in his life. Joe is gone way too soon and will be missed by many, especially those of us who knew him well and worked closely with him. Farewell my friend.
I enjoyed the few years we worked together in gaming while you were at UND. You were kind, funny, witty, and intelligent and I enjoyed you, gentle friend. Gone too soon. Godspeed.
Wow, Joe lived quite the life! It was an honor to know him, he will always have a special place in my heart.
I had not seen Joe in many years, but when I heard this news on Saturday, all these warm, fun crazy, wild memories came flooding back. Our little group of friends had a lot of fun “Back in the day”! Rest in peace friend.
Janice
Joe was a lifelong friend. He was the best man at my wedding. He was the one who started my nickname, PDB. He used to say my initials sounded like a medicine. A Dr. might say, “Give him 2 CC’s of PDB” From confirmation, through High school, roommates at UND-Williston, he was my brother. As adults we went separate directions, but consistently stayed in touch. At a minimum we would always talk on his birthday, (which used to be considered the first day of spring.) He was a loyal friend, and he had a bit of a stubborn streak. (Don’t we all.) — When my mom died two years ago, in all the confusion of times like that, I actually forgot to tell Joe about it. He was disappointed. “I would have come.” he said. And he would have. — Right now I’m feeling the grief of his loss, but at the same time remembering the good times spent with good friends. — I could go on. To sum it up, if you knew him, you were richer for it.
Sorry to hear about your loss. I didnt know Joe’ well but his older brother George was one of my very best friends! We even went to prom one year. It was a treat to see him at our class reunions, meet his wife and their visit to our farm in 2011. With our sincere sympathy, C’Dale & Phil Jore
This is always one of the tough things to do in life. Say goodbye to an old friend. Joe, you were a good friend, a storyteller extraordinaire, good person, and, believe it or not, an inspiration to me for what you accomplished in life after your hand injury. So many good times and memories flood back in when thinking of you. Pinochle over on your kitchen table. Our sometimes daily meetings in the hallway at high school, where I’d meet you and Joe Larson together. LOL, but we got to where we could turn the “Hello Joe, How Ya Doing Joe, Morning Joe” routine into almost a one act play. I promise, here and now, that I never told Colleen that our common friend Neo Synephrine, the Greek fellow, was actually really just an over the counter cold medicine. I guess I’ll close here with this. Twas the Knight of the Kings – – – and will leave it like that. You taught us all that story. And it got to where we could all recite it in unison. RIP old friend. You are remembered and missed.